4″As you enter the appartment, bringing your 4 boxes of crap inside along with 2 suit cases and a duffle bag, you drop them on the floor and go straight to the balcony. You look out to the city, the sounds of cars and sirens in the distance, the citys lights almost like stars. Suddenly, you hear me from inside, almost tripping on your stuff. I look at you matter-of-factly, holding my cat on my shoulder who is biting my hair. You know you have your own room to put this crap in, right?
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